It's raining again. I believe that it has rained every day this week. It is a lovely type of rain, though. Especially in farming and rural communities as it is a slow and gentle drizzle that soaks into the soil gradually with no run off. There is no thunder or lightening but rather a constant wet patter made loud when heard inside the barn, under its great metal roof.
I spent a half-hour up there this evening and the only sounds I heard were the cheep peep cheep of a few spring peepers, the rain on the roof, 23 bunnies munching their pellets, and my own self-generated noise. No cars or planes. No dogs even. It is too quiet in Hooterville.